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Along the way, Fang Xingjian slowly learned about the identities of these four knights.

They all come from the Royal Academy of Rosanda and are level 19 knights who have been transferred for five years.

The green-haired woman was about twenty-eight or nine years old and was the captain of this team. Her name was Leya, and she was good at bow skills and always had a gentle smile on her face, but the other three never refused to listen to his orders.

The man wearing metal armor was named Tailong. He was good at using a pair of big axes. His strength and quality exceeded 80 points. He rushed around in armor, just like a human tank.

The most vulgar and thinnest guy is called Gran. He is good at secret operations and assassination and spy. His speed is about 85 points, which is similar to Fang Xingjian's current performance after being injured.

The last man in black robe who had always despised Fang Xingjian's burden was called Wei Longzi. Although Fang Xingjian had never seen his true face under his black robe, he should be a black-haired and dark-eyed Westerner.

Wei Longzi's melee combat power should be the strongest among the four knights, so he followed around the team for a long time to conduct reconnaissance.

They didn't ask Fang Xingjian's name, perhaps because Fang Xingjian was just a novice in their opinion.

Of course they didn't ask, and Fang Xingjian couldn't take the initiative to mention it.

Next, because it is getting closer and closer to the Gulf of Gmlin, it is possible to encounter enemies anytime and anywhere, so Fang Xingjian's five-man team is becoming more and more cautious and the speed of progress is getting slower and slower.

However, although they saw many traces of war along the way, they had never encountered an enemy yet. But even so alert and so highly concentrated advancement of mental power, it still consumes a lot of energy and physical strength.

Looking at Fang Xingjian who was covered in wounds and could still follow him steadily, the vulgar and thin man Gran smiled and said, "Boy is good, you can still keep up with us, but don't hold on. If you can't keep up, just say, we can also rest."

Fang Xingjian didn't say anything. He was just concentrating on circulating the muscles, qi and blood in his body, and activate internal healing through the internal circulation of strength. He practiced his expertise and cooperated with his primary and violent constitution to speed up the healing of his injuries.

The other three looked at Fang Xingjian and felt that the other party's performance was indeed good. The newly transferred knight could keep up with them when injured. This was considered to be quite excellent.

But despite this, they still did not regard the Fang Xing Sword as their real combat power. After all, time is not something that anyone can surpass. Except for a few evil geniuses, most of the new knights are far inferior to veterans.

In their opinion, a novice knight like Fang Xingjian who suffered so many injuries just by coming here is probably good enough to fight a big warrior.

Of course, they were embarrassed to say it directly, but they decided in their hearts that if the fight started later and the situation was not critical, they would put more thoughts on taking care of each other.

After walking carefully for about two hours, the green-haired girl Leya suddenly stood still, waved her hand, and everyone else stopped instantly.

She squatted on the ground, looked at the blood stains left on the ground, and said, "Fresh, you guys stay here, I'll go up and take a look."

As she said that, she jumped up and quickly climbed up to the nearby treetop like a monkey. Then the eyes of her pupils changed slightly, and she had already scanned the situation within a radius of several thousand meters.

The next moment, three figures of fleeing appeared in her sight. She rushed down and landed on the ground and said, "Someone is escaping. It's a knight. Let's go and pick it up."

As she said that, she rushed out first, and Fang Xingjian and others followed closely.

Leya continued, "Wei Longzi, you are in front of you to cover up, Tyrone, you are behind the palace, Gran, follow me, rookie boy, you are in the middle to support you."

She said it quickly, but just as she finished speaking, the black-robed man Wei Longzi had already run to the front to take the vanguard, the wretched man Glan followed Leya to protect her, and Tyron, who was covered in armor, had already landed at the end.

Fang Xingjian was arranged to support him, so naturally because he was considering his lack of strength and kept him in the safest place. Although he did not say it directly, that kind of care was already obvious.

Fang Xingjian is not upset. If others treat you well or take care of you, what are you angry about? He just continues to concentrate on healing his injuries. It is good for him to recover his strength every second earlier.

The five people advanced at high speed, and one minute later, they collided head-on with the three people who were fleeing.

The three knights were all men. When the leader saw Fang Xingjian in the team, his eyes lit up: "Star Jian, are you here?!"

With a slight sound, the arrow passed through the three of them. Leya said coldly: "Wait a minute, let's talk about your identities first."

The Knight who had just called out the Star Sword name shouted: "I am Jack from Cost Academy."

The other two knights were bearded, and the other had a slim head without even a single eyebrows. Both of them were from the Royal Academy of Green Eye. The bearded one was called Dupura, and the bearded one was called Wells.

Leya turned her head and looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "Do you know that Jack?"

Fang Xingjian nodded and said, "I know you, I'm from the same class as me."

Leya nodded when she heard this, and temporarily recognized the identities of the three. She then asked, "How come you three are together? What about the others? Why are you running away? Is anyone chasing you?"

Jack hurriedly said, "We were originally a team of 17 people who gathered together in the two academies, but we were attacked by those niggers. The leader was their God-Selected Warrior Mmkoya, who was still chasing us from behind. The instructor just stayed to intercept him. I don't know what the situation is."

Although Mmkoya is only a level 20-level God-Selected Warrior, he is a second-transfer professional after all, and his threat is beyond the reach of an ordinary knight.

When he heard what Jack said, the other knights were shocked. The gap between the second turn and the first turn seemed to be like the first turn and the zero turn, which was almost impossible to remember.

Fang Xingjian's pupils also contracted, but thinking that he was still injured, he closed his eyes again and tried hard to heal the wound.

Leya thought for a while and said, "Mumkoya is a speed warrior, so we have to hurry up. We should go like this next..."

Just as the few people discussed the next route of marching, how to avoid Mmkoya's pursuit, and how to get close to the empire's large army, Jack walked to Fang Xingjian's side. He looked at Xingjian's body and asked, "Xingjian, are you injured?"

Fang Xingjian nodded with his eyes closed.

Jack was silent for a while, and his eyes showed unprecedented struggle. He took a deep breath, slowly took a bag of ointment from his bag, and smiled and said, "Star Sword, this is the healing ointment provided by Huangquan Valley. It is as famous as their poison. If you use it, you can speed up the recovery of your injuries."

Fang Xingjian opened his eyes and glanced at the ointment, and said, "Okay."

Next, Jack helped Fang Xingjian apply healing ointment. As soon as the ointment was applied to his body, Fang Xingjian felt a coolness coming through his body. The wounds all over his body seemed to be massaged by countless small hands. He could feel his injuries being accelerated.
Chapter completed!